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the everchanging , the ever
hanging ,
i welcome everyone to read endorphic paradise.
good morning,,,
raining bliss brings the sound of lovely fish,
i cannot ask for much more..
in this box you will finish the started,
but please, be sure, to close the door..
on the mountains of the highest, the showers float with power,
leaving behind the sparkle of a new day..
to this crowd, i shout out with a passion,
with my whole soul to give away..
dance, dance, and dance the joyous run,
let the fever take no control of this awakening..
climb your highest note and stomp up and down, play your music with a slight breathtaking..
swim in the lake of your nearest comfort,
the green overflows your armor..
relax, relax. its just another neighbor, say hello. shalom.
beautifact,,
f
l OM
flame
fl fl
beautiful winds, the shadows descend...
the birds, so peaceful and harmonik, sing delightfully...
but, what can i say?.. the window is shut, and so is my heart...
i say this so shallow and spitelessly... ladeled locks, so brown and pretty.. help me heal my heart...
whats the point in going on, without you in my arms... hallowed be the day that we finally share our love...
the sun shines bright, so dont set the alarm...
good golly fuck, why.. why do i feel...
the heart that beats is the heart that hurts...
the towers of power shine in the starlit sky...
ah.. the sun. it creeps.. and it lurks...
i love... just a nice night, along the sandy ocean of the milky way...
i like to wash my hair in the water, the salty mist...
please be mine, be mine this night and forever in my mind...
just let me drown in the shadow of your fist.
building blocks.,.,
like chocolate factories in Hershey,
it comes as no surprise..
why did i ever jump in,
now i might just die.
the dew on morning leaflets
the water is so pure,
seems like rain in wintertime
makes one seem unsure.
stars are hidden from the blue velvet skies,
the light is trapped within. .
as a kid who loses his playtoys,
i wanna visit them again..
that worthless being i hate,
was so dirty, not even worthy of rape.
kill me, as i was as unworthy too,
but now im back on track.
re-life, ,
through raindrops of thought and balance, comes energy from sight and sound.
the fear trembles within my veins,
with every feeling, found.
exhausted and strung out,
but mere mortal grasps - -
i long for the days of recovery,
from the missions, and the tasks.
in moments of confusing brainwaves,
we play games with the stars.
hate, anger, spite, and death,
leave all of my unwanted scars.
exercising the machine,
which moves me across the earth.
just a small fraction,
until the resurrecting birth.
fire in the light, be gone!
i despise the burning sensation.
your touch sings to me like robins,
heard throughout the nations.
lions and tigers seem like statues,
glimmering in the powerful moonlight.
acting like aimless ghosts,
as they roam into the night.
wasted life on precious stones,
brings forth sorrow and grief.
you reflect clothing of fame and fortune, but your clockwork is that of a thief.
strength is flurishing in me now,
as my body cleanses itself.
i can only hope that you feel the same,
i wish that you can. i wanna be sane.
ponder.
fl
dont talk. just think.
the night drifts away,
as i ponder all day.
for somewhere on earth,
there will be a ray.
a speck of fly energy,
its power, its will.
i will find the answer,
the key to your kill.
man, shit man,
a strand still remains.
well all climb as high,
as our minds can rain.
air pockets send strife,
and drunkeness abound.
she sits on the ground,
and the stars peer down.
perfect atmosphere,
emits showers of power.
soak it all like a sponge,
millions each hour.
this is slow and luminant,
like a well-lit candle.
the air is fresh and cool,
feels like a well-fit sandal.
all art and poetry by flame.
the everchanging , the ever
hanging ,
i welcome everyone to read endorphic paradise.
good morning,,,
raining bliss brings the sound of lovely fish,
i cannot ask for much more..
in this box you will finish the started,
but please, be sure, to close the door..
on the mountains of the highest, the showers float with power,
leaving behind the sparkle of a new day..
to this crowd, i shout out with a passion,
with my whole soul to give away..
dance, dance, and dance the joyous run,
let the fever take no control of this awakening..
climb your highest note and stomp up and down, play your music with a slight breathtaking..
swim in the lake of your nearest comfort,
the green overflows your armor..
relax, relax. its just another neighbor, say hello. shalom.
beautifact,,
f
l OM
flame
fl fl
beautiful winds, the shadows descend...
the birds, so peaceful and harmonik, sing delightfully...
but, what can i say?.. the window is shut, and so is my heart...
i say this so shallow and spitelessly... ladeled locks, so brown and pretty.. help me heal my heart...
whats the point in going on, without you in my arms... hallowed be the day that we finally share our love...
the sun shines bright, so dont set the alarm...
good golly fuck, why.. why do i feel...
the heart that beats is the heart that hurts...
the towers of power shine in the starlit sky...
ah.. the sun. it creeps.. and it lurks...
i love... just a nice night, along the sandy ocean of the milky way...
i like to wash my hair in the water, the salty mist...
please be mine, be mine this night and forever in my mind...
just let me drown in the shadow of your fist.
building blocks.,.,
like chocolate factories in Hershey,
it comes as no surprise..
why did i ever jump in,
now i might just die.
the dew on morning leaflets
the water is so pure,
seems like rain in wintertime
makes one seem unsure.
stars are hidden from the blue velvet skies,
the light is trapped within. .
as a kid who loses his playtoys,
i wanna visit them again..
that worthless being i hate,
was so dirty, not even worthy of rape.
kill me, as i was as unworthy too,
but now im back on track.
re-life, ,
through raindrops of thought and balance, comes energy from sight and sound.
the fear trembles within my veins,
with every feeling, found.
exhausted and strung out,
but mere mortal grasps - -
i long for the days of recovery,
from the missions, and the tasks.
in moments of confusing brainwaves,
we play games with the stars.
hate, anger, spite, and death,
leave all of my unwanted scars.
exercising the machine,
which moves me across the earth.
just a small fraction,
until the resurrecting birth.
fire in the light, be gone!
i despise the burning sensation.
your touch sings to me like robins,
heard throughout the nations.
lions and tigers seem like statues,
glimmering in the powerful moonlight.
acting like aimless ghosts,
as they roam into the night.
wasted life on precious stones,
brings forth sorrow and grief.
you reflect clothing of fame and fortune, but your clockwork is that of a thief.
strength is flurishing in me now,
as my body cleanses itself.
i can only hope that you feel the same,
i wish that you can. i wanna be sane.
ponder.
fl
dont talk. just think.
the night drifts away,
as i ponder all day.
for somewhere on earth,
there will be a ray.
a speck of fly energy,
its power, its will.
i will find the answer,
the key to your kill.
man, shit man,
a strand still remains.
well all climb as high,
as our minds can rain.
air pockets send strife,
and drunkeness abound.
she sits on the ground,
and the stars peer down.
perfect atmosphere,
emits showers of power.
soak it all like a sponge,
millions each hour.
this is slow and luminant,
like a well-lit candle.
the air is fresh and cool,
feels like a well-fit sandal.
all art and poetry by flame.
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